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Chapter 8
Declan
From just outside the door, I watched Juliette’s graceful body float around the empty dance studio. The walls of mirrors magnified her elegance and her ballet slippers gliding along the polished, wooden floors.
Her honey brown hair was twisted into a bun, baring her slender neck. Her slim body was poured into a black leotard, nude tights, and well-loved, pink toe shoes. The lines of her body were only interrupted by the growing roundness of her six-month pregnant belly. She was fucking gorgeous and I was transfixed, unable to look away for fear I would miss one single movement. She was strong and postured, and yet, she moved like liquid, flowing and free.
I would never tire of watching my beautiful ballerina. Every dance step reminded me of the way I loved her, it looked effortless, but I knew it was strong and full of emotion. The last two months had been amazing, living with her, planning our wedding, watching our baby grow. The only downside was that my schedule at the hospital had been packed and I’d missed her like crazy. But, we were about to have a whole week off together while we finalized wedding details. Finally, it couldn’t come a moment too soon.
After several more minutes, she came to a stop and carefully walked over to one of the walls, bending down (giving me a spectacular view of her mouthwatering ass) and picking up a tattered notebook. She scribbled something in it, then looked out at the room, her eyes sweeping around as though she was watching something play out in front of her. Her head dipped once more and she wrote furiously as she walked over to a table and set it down. Then a bright smile grew on her sweet lips and it took my breath away.
My heart was racing and my cock was hard and aching. I glanced around, confirming the empty halls. It was after ten and the place was pretty much deserted since the season hadn’t yet begun. I stepped inside the room and closed the door behind me with a soft click. Juliette had made her way to the sound system and was searching through her iPhone intently. Between her focus and the music, she didn’t hear my entry. One wall of the studio was windows, looking out into the hallways of the building. But, there was a button by the light switch that lowered shades for privacy and I pushed it before striding over to her.
The movement finally caught her attention and she spun around in surprise, losing her balance and tipping right into my arms. Perfect. I grinned at her for a moment before claiming her mouth in a deep kiss. The flavor of her kisses were as addictive as the taste of her pussy.
That thought spurred my body into action and I palmed both butt cheeks, lifting her until her legs wrapped around my waist. I could feel the heat of her sex burning through the thin layer of my scrubs and her leotard. Leotard. Fuck. That thing was like a fucking chastity belt. Luckily, I happened to know Juliette had plenty of others, so I felt zero remorse when I slid my hand between us and ripped a hole through the stretchy fabric, as well as her tights.
She gasped and reared back, glaring at me. “Declan!” Her eyes darted around nervously.
“Relax, baby,” I purred. “Even if this place wasn’t deserted, no one can see us, or hear us over the music.”
“But, my clothes—”
“Yeah,” I grumbled. “We’re going to need to do something about those. I need easy access.”
She sputtered as I pivoted and walked over to the wall sporting the ballet barre. I set her down right in front of it and turned her to face the mirror. Her skin was flushed and she looked like she’d been thoroughly kissed. I placed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses along her neck and nuzzled the sensitive spot behind her ear. She shuddered and moaned, amplifying my need.
“Hold onto the barre, baby,” I whispered, then waited for her to grip it tight. Giving a little squeeze of her hips, I encouraged her to go up onto the toes of her slippers. It put her at just the right height for my cock to nestle into the crack of her ass. Her cheeks were round and firm, pressing against me in the most delicious form of torture. I needed her.
Slipping a hand under one leg, I lifted it and straightened it out so it rested on the barre, opening her up. I loved how flexible she was, it made our sextivities a lot more adventurous.
Keeping one hand on her hip to help steady her, I brought the other around to her front and dipped it into the wide, round neckline of her body suit to play with one of her hard nipples. I twisted and plucked it, enjoying her moans and the way her firm little ass pressed even harder against my dick. Watching her face in the mirror, her violet eyes cloudy with passion, had me on the verge of coming.
After showing both tits equal attention, my hand traveled down, caressing her stomach, then onto the tear in her outfit. I dragged my index finger through her pussy lips and lifted it to show her the glistening digit.
“You’re so wet, Jules. Fucking soaked. I love how much I turn you on.” I sucked my finger clean and groaned, “You taste so damn good, baby.”
Lust roared through my body and I couldn’t wait any longer. I practically tore my scrubs trying to extricate my cock, then used my free hand to line him up and thrust hard and deep into her drenched pussy.
“Keep holding the barre, Juliette, and lock your knee, so it doesn’t buckle.” With both hands on her hips, I drove into her over and over, staring at the picture we made in the floor to ceiling reflective glass.
Juliette cried out with each plunge inside her and her head dropped back, her eyes closed. “Open your eyes, baby,” I demanded softly. “I want you to see what we look like, how perfect we are together. Let me see your beautiful eyes while I fuck you from behind. I want to see you come in this position.”
She dragged her lids up and met my gaze, fire swirling in their depths. “I want,” she panted, “to see you too.”
“You will, baby,” I grunted. “But first, I’m going to make you come so fucking hard. Starting tonight, I get you all to myself for a week and I’m going to make sure you feel me every time you move when the week is over.”
My words sent her skyrocketing up, reaching for her orgasm, and her eyes began to close. I released one hip and slapped her ass before I growled, “Eyes!”
They flung open and I bent my knees for a deeper angle, reaching around to pinch her clit. She screamed my name as she shattered and her walls squeezed my cock in a death grip, milking my orgasm along with hers. I shuddered violently, dizzy with the force of it. But, I held tight to her, keeping her steady and safe.
When both our bodies were nearer to calm, I righted our clothes, well as best I could for her, and swept her up into my arms. I strode over and set her on the table while I hefted her small duffle bag up off the ground and set it next to her.
Unzipping it, I pulled out sweat pants and a hoodie, then helped her into them while she stared dreamily at me with a loopy smile. I shook my head and chuckled. “You’re fucking adorable, you know that?”
She grinned, shut off the sound system, and hopped off the table to fling her arms around my neck and kiss me. I was tempted to go for round two, but I wanted to get my girls home. I had a sneaking suspicion Juliette had forgotten to eat. She was pretty good about it, but sometimes she got caught up in her work and didn’t remember food.
“Let’s get home, baby. Then you can ravish me all you want.” The sweet sound of her laughter echoed in the room and warmed every inch of me. I unwound her arms and drew one around my waist as I draped mine over her shoulders. I grabbed the duffle and we headed for the door. After unlocking it, we stepped into the hall and started for the exit.
